Statues and a little Treen history.

We had all had our medical examinations, as far as I know we had paid our Ā£10 each assisted passage money and we waited for a date to sail to Australia. Mum’s brother, Uncle Tom had emigrated some months before and the Treen family were due to join him very shortly near Melbourne. All that happened way back in about 1956 or thereabouts. A sailing date came and went and Malcolm’s father never told his mother. Why? I have no idea. That is all of the story I know and both mum and dad having departed long ago, the answer is now lost in the mists of time. Mum never knew why dad had not told her, so maybe we shall never know. Uncle Gerald, Mum’s brother who still has his marbles may know: I have made a large note to quiz him upon our return to Blighty.

So my life may well have been so different but at last we are here and tomorrow we are off to gaze at Uncle Toms last known address. The odd thing is that John McEvoy with whom we are currently staying chose to settle only 15 minutes from where Uncle Tom used to live, a very, very small world indeed.

Port Phillip Bay just one minute away from Johns front door.
Port Phillip Bay just one minute away from Johns front door.

A harmless jelly fish according to John!
A harmless jelly fish according to John!
Now what's this on the beach?
Now what’s this on the beach?

We ventured out to see work, by William Ricketts (1898-1993) an Australian potter and sculptor, in William Ricketts Sanctuary, which was bought by the Victorian Government in 1960. Passing on the way the Miss Marple tea rooms in Sassafras, Victoria.

The Miss Marple tea rooms.
The Miss Marple tea rooms.

A possum in the Sanctuary.
A possum in the Sanctuary.

Some amazing aboriginal art.
Some amazing aboriginal art.

Clever man, clever images. Again a very atmospheric place.
Clever man, clever images.
Again a very atmospheric place.

This is a bank holiday weekend here, so history almost repeated itself with our first day in New Zealand being Waitangi Day and the whole place strewn with cars, our first day in Australia and Sassafras was the same: with everyone pushing and shoving for a parking space.
Tomorrow more sights and sounds of a country that we really are going to just scratch one tiny bit of the surface of before Singapore beckons.
Thank you for reading and don’t panic for it is really very nearly over!
M & M

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Malcolm and Mary

Malcolm worked for LWT. Mary worked for TRL. They live near Camberley in Surrey and did achieve their life long ambition to visit New Zealand. They have two daughters Laura and Hannah and two grandchildren Zach & Safi. Having done the big trip they then went to Canada, which was amazing. Scroll down itā€™s all here. They have visited Venice that they both so fell in love with in 2009 again. And recently returned to Lefkada for one week in glorious sunshine. Where next? Well, Canada is calling again in 2019; this time including Alaska. So stay tuned if you enjoy the ups and downs of travelling.

2 thoughts on “Statues and a little Treen history.”

  1. Great pictures… A great place to visit (and it is free!!) is Fitsroy gardens corner of Flinders and Spring st…The Cook cottage , a botanical Garden, a brilliant fountain and the most exquisite carved “Fairy Tree”… All are photogenic..And wonderful cafes for lunch nearby…There is also a Cathedral just 2 mins north and the Museum close by too…At the other end of Flinders is the famous Station the tallest building in Melbourne and a Police Museum containing a certain person’s suit of armour!…Whatever…Enjoy! M&S

  2. Amazing bit of family history… Not unlike Alan’s, there were plans for his family to go to Australia too!! I’m assuming you’re continuing the blog on your return… I’d miss it! X

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